"Thanks. Well, will you ride this animal into Great Mallowes, hire a
closed car, and send it to the bridge here to pick me up? Then take him
back to the Court, and if anyone asks any questions, say I've met a
friend and I'm coming back on foot, but I may not be in to luncheon. Yes,
that'll do, I think. I'll see about returning these things. Much obliged,
Billy. Good-bye!"
Billy looked somewhat disappointed at this dismissal, but the prospect of
a ride was dear to his boyish heart, and in a moment he nodded cheerily.
"All right, I'll do that. I'll hide my bicycle in the wood and fetch it
afterwards. But where are you going to take her to?"
Scott smiled also faintly and enigmatically. "Leave that to me, my good
fellow! I shan't run away with her."
"But I shall see her again some time?" urged Billy, as he dumped his
long-suffering machine over the railing and propped it out of sight
behind the hedge.
"No doubt you will." Scott's tone was kindly and reassuring. "But I think
I can help her better just now than you can, so I'll be getting back to
her. Good-bye, boy! And thanks again!"
"So long!" said Billy, vaulting back and thrusting his foot into the
stirrup. "You might let me hear how you get on."
"I will," promised Scott.
CHAPTER XXI
THE VALLEY OF HUMILIATION
When Scott reached the fallen tree again, Dinah's fit of weeping was
over.
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